In contrast to the weekend, this Monday morning has been a little rough. I woke up a little late, despite going to bed at what I consider an early hour (11:45 approx), and I'm just feeling kinduv 'down-in-the-dumps'. Erin (my coworker) says I'm prolly getting ill, since there is apparently 'something' going around the office. I've never been a sickly fellow; I generally just DENY the fact that I probably AM sick... and go on working/living. Unless its something REALLY bad... in which case I beg people to KILL me... b/c THAT is the amount of pain I need to be in to admit to being sick.
In anticipation of some rough times, I'm going to have to stock up on the 'Universal Cure-ALL' ... I speak of course...of NyQuil - The Night-time sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, so you can pass out drunk medicine.
In typical c0rk fashion, I am attempting to convince myself that it is all in my head. I'm simply coming down off my weekend high, or just morose because next weekend seems so far away. My 'will' power is stronger than any puny excuse for disease or infection. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
I'm sick too :( Slept from 2:00pm Monday to 6:00am Tuesday and still feel like sh*t...
Posted by: Tarrah | Tuesday, October 28, 2003 at 04:42 PM